A day and 39 minutes until the New Year…39 minutes until New Year’s Eve…for me, a day of reflection on a year gone south in many ways! On March 17, 2016, my mom passed away…it was bittersweet because she had been a pawn in the most egregious incident of sibling rivalry, jealousies and envies, and lessons in evil I could have ever encountered from a family with their own self-interests at heart! 2016 was hands down, “The Year of the Sociopath.”

Read up on sociopaths…because next year will give rise to many more…one especially, in a key role…armor up!

2016 is also a year of endings…eye-openers…self-awareness…self-scrutiny…enormous trials and endless tribulation. A time for preparation and recognizing true sisterhood and brotherhood…and joining together to restore humanity to an ailing and fractured planet…as well as the lost and aimless among us.

Many have left us to go “home” before great changes begin…the challenges are many…and peace, and the need for rest was a louder call to those souls who chose home…Many left behind great and noble reminders and gifts of their time here, as well as tools, examples and comforts in spirit to use in aiding with the gargantuan struggles which lay ahead…

The eve before New Year’s Eve…a time of reflection and setting the course for tomorrow…let go…and let God…we cannot save those who have set their course without Him….